This is not a poem but some thoughts I feel we all go through at some point in time. Go ahead and read!
NOTE: This may or may not hold true for you. Its just some emotions verbalized (:
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Its like the things which used to give me happiness have stopped giving me happiness. Things I used to chase, went away from me. I used to hunt them but I truly never caught them. They always found a way to evade my traps. Yet I relentlessly kept trying because I was greedy. I was needy. I needed a reason to smile. I was desperate for some contentment, hungry for joy. I craved it so bad that I was satisfied with any meager amount of merriness sent my way. I never begged for more, because what I was getting was way more than what I ever had. It was enough. I felt complete,
Chasing happiness,
Chasing objects,
To bring me that Happiness.
I WAS COMPLETE.
And then suddenly something happened. I don't know what changed. Was it me or was it them? Those things? They stopped giving me happiness.
I am not happy anymore.
Sadness engulfs me.
And I bow down to it.
I let it consume me, because there is nothing else I can do.
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